Unexpected: Five Years On 14
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This document contains homosexual themes and acts. If you are underage or don't like the subject, then don't read it.
The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile imagination.
Previously
With a smile, Jeremy came to the side of the bed and slowly put lots on himself. He ended with his cock red and shining. Oh shit it looked so sexy and sensuous. He leaned over and gently put some in Timothy and around his opening. Again he slowly moved over between Timothy's legs and placed his cock near Timothy's entrance.
"Timothy hold me and stroke me lightly and then place me where you want me."
It felt amazing and when he was placed at Timothy's entrance, he leaned over and kissed him passionately as he entered him. Both felt joined together as one, as partners and lovers. Their bodies reacted to the other with passion and joy. Waves of sensations coursed through them and then Jeremy would stop and just over over Timothy telling him how good he felt and how much he meant to him. There would be touches and kisses until Jeremy could wait no longer and he would start his powerful in and out strokes that inflamed Timothy and himself even more.
As it usually happens, they reached a point where they could not stop and didn't want to. They knew that there would be more times that night and the next morning. So Jeremy warned his guy that he was too close and Timothy smiled and gently told him to do it. With his eyes closed and his face aglow, Jeremy took his last strokes and called out Timothy's name and finished with his entire nervous system inundated by waves of electric like shocks. Suddenly, Timothy stiffened beneath him and went over himself. He pulled Jeremy to him and kissed him until he started to breathe hard and pulled him down onto himself repeating Jeremy's name again and again.
Present
One of them must have moved. They woke virtually simultaneously the next morning with Timothy snuggled up against his lover. He had been right. They had wakened at 2 that morning and repeated a lot of what they had done except this time it was Timothy who entered his lover and tenderly at times and at others, he was even more passionate than Jeremy had been.
Jeremy turned and looked at his guy. "Wow, where did you come from? My quiet almost celibate life shattered."
"Right! I have seen some of the guys look at you at the club and turn away when they see us dancing together. Who is that big muscle guy who kept looking your way the other night?"
"That's Gary. His guy just left him almost out of the blue and I was a bit down in April. I went to the Club to get some supper and we ended up back here. We both needed a little physical release and emotional closeness. Haven't seen him since. Actually, even weeks before and after the bachelor party, I hadn't seen anyone. Then after the wedding, some guy sort of fascinated me, caught my attention and I wanted to wait and see."
"Jeremy you are amazing. Honest and to the point in the nicest possible way. Thanks for not lying to me or making up a story. You know, I spent hours trying to figure out if we would be compatible and I finally decided to just wait and see. I kept saying that first week 'Don't go too fast, a meal and a movie'. Eventually, I realized that we were different but alike in our own ways."
"Amazing, I was using almost the same words to myself. Then you started to show yourself to me. Funny, thoughtful, smart, take charge and very sexy."
Timothy raised his head up. "We need a shower and I think that there is unfinished business." He reached over and touched Jeremy. He was growing yet again. "Right!"
They scrambled out of bed and showered and both felt very satisfied when they were finished. They had to get ready for lunch at the Malenfants's.
They were ready with time to spare. Timothy asked Jeremy to meet him in the living room. Jeremy gave him a questioning look when he joined him on the couch.
"Just a couple of minutes to talk about your suggestion last night. I like it but I have given it some thought which revolves around money and investments. If we are going to buy something together, we have to be equal partners." He held up his hand to stop Jeremy. "I have a pretty large savings plan and I have invested a fair amount of money in the market and it has done well. I suspect that it would not equal to what you can get if you sell the condo. I am going to increase the amount I put aside every month. It is really important to me that we split the cost of a new home 50/50."
"Look I was given the condo. Can't I share that with you?"
"I would feel much more comfortable if you put any excess money into your savings. I also want to talk about finances in general. I have to start to help pay daily and monthly expenses, like condo fees."
"Well condo fees. If we are going to go 50/50 on a new place and there is money left over from a sale for my savings, then the condo is mine and I pay the condo fees. Only fair. Don't give me that look!"
"OK, see not too hard to negotiate. You pay the condo fees and when we buy something, we both pay 50% of all costs. Give me a kiss to seal the deal."
"You are a very tricky bargainer."
"I'm a lawyer."
Jeremy broke out laughing and Timothy followed. They pulled each other together and kissed.
Jeremy, "Now the accountant gets to speak. Let's set up a joint account for common expenses which we shall negotiate and ask for two cards. I have an investment account as you do. Any investment or saving accounts will be kept separate. Our incomes go into our separate chequing accounts. We can set up a regular monthly transfer to our joint account when we decide the amount needed.
You were correct the other day. We do need new Powers of Attorney. I too realized how important it was when your father was in the hospital. All that you had to say was 'son' and all was OK. In addition, you have the same last name. It would be quite different for the two of us. Could you get me an appointment with a colleague? I should also make a will. Geez, you are going to cost me big bucks." He looked at Timothy, smiling. "Worth it."
Amazingly, they kissed again.
They quickly put together some of the things that they were taking with them and left for the restaurant to order the take out food. Jeremy had suggested his favourite spot. They ordered food that was not too spicy and had a lot of vegetables. They asked that the food be cooked with as little oil as possible.
While waiting, they sat and talked more about finances and Powers of Attorney.
"To change the topic, you mentioned a trip to Europe was an interest for you. Can we afford that and get a new place?"
"Well, when I first started working, I started up two accounts and one was for possible travel. I have enough in it for a trip to Europe if we limit it to a couple of weeks."
"Oh, I would love to show you Paris and then go to Italy to meet Philipo's family and meet some of the people who I met five years ago. They were so welcoming. Well most were but I know the ones to stay away from, the ones who are not too accepting of gay relationships. I am not going to lie about us. Perhaps we can fly into Paris and fly out of Rome to come home. We could take the TGV (Train a Grande Vitesse or high speed train) and make some stops in southern France on the way to Italy."
"Really good ideas. OK, we can look at the possible trip over the next few weeks and then we can talk about a new place over the next months. Incidentally, I would kind of like a small detached house. Maybe a fixer upper in a part of the city that looks as if it is going to become a new area to develop. I am certain that we can get good workers through Philipo's contacts. Do you think?"
"Yes but we shall have to be very careful. Neither of us can afford to break tax laws with money under the table."
"Right. Smart thinking. Oh there is the food." Timothy pulled out his credit card.
"Interesting question. Who pays for things like this?"
"Well today it is my family so I pay. Another topic to negotiate. Besides I have been living rent free in your place for a month. I definitely pay for this!" Jeremy heard the tone of voice and saw the look; he did not try to disagree.
They arrived at the Malenfants' house almost exactly at the time they had given. Timothy could see that MC had already arrived.
"Lunch has arrived. Hope everyone is hungry. We brought lots."
Timothy's mother's eyes bulged out when she saw the amount of food. Timothy just shrugged and said that there were six adults. She gave him a big hug and then Jeremy received the same treatment. It felt really good.
Jeremy had thought a bit about how he would handle the first supper with the Malenfants. He had decided that he would act his normal self with MC and family and with Mrs. M. He would let Mr. Malenfant set the tone but he would be friendly and honest with him. He figured that was the only way to go. He was not out to prove anything to the man. As he had told Timothy with his family, be himself. He hoped that that would be good enough. However, he did feel like Daniel going into the lion's den.
So he had hugged Mrs.M back and then turned to MC and Pierre. He could tell that their welcome was really meant, especially MC's who whispered 'thanks for being so helpful with Dad'. Finally, he bent down to Luc and in French said, "Hi big guy. I should say you big stinker. Last time I saw you, I changed you and your really were a big stinker but I got you clean and smelling good." He leaned over and gave Luc a little tap on the hand and quick kiss. Luc smiled and mumbled his baby hello.
Jeremy handed Mrs. M a bag with a bottle of wine. Mrs. M took it out. "Oh Jeremy this must have cost a fortune. A lovely German Riesling."
"Timothy and I discovered that it goes well with Asian food."
Timothy watched as his mother and Jeremy talked. They looked so at ease with each other. He had not known that Jeremy was bringing the wine but he realized that it was just another example of his breeding and generosity.
When Jeremy looked up, Mr. Malenfant was in the doorway looking slightly bemused. Jeremy suddenly realized that Mr. Malenfant didn't know what to say or how to greet him. So he told himself to be himself.
"Mr. Malenfant glad to see you looking so well. Thanks for having me to lunch today."
That seemed to break the bemused look. "You guys are bringing the lunch. I am the one to thank you."
"Don't thank me then. Your stubborn son refused to let me help pay. It is all his doing."
"Glad to see that you get the same treatment from him as I do."
Chuckling, "You have no idea. All the time. But he is worth it."
Looking more confident, "Yes, I found that out a few days ago. Again my apologies for being, well, for being the way I was."
"You were not in good shape that day. I was just as impressed with Timothy as you were." Jeremy looked at him. "I can see that most of the symptoms have left. How are you feeling?"
"Still a bit tired and my head feels a bit strange when I am overtired but thank goodness my arm is mostly working now." He held it up fairly high. "I have been doing my exercises faithfully."
The conversation was broken into by Timothy yelling that the food was on the table and was still hot. They could smell the aromas as they went into the dinning room. Mrs. M had brought out beautiful serving dishes and had presented the meal as a really classy affair. They all dug in as Timothy commented that they had bought lots of dishes with vegetables and had asked for it to be cooked with as little oil as possible. Then looking at his father, he added that it met the doctor's directions for his father's new diet. His father stared back at him and then broke into a little smile.
They had a good meal together and everyone got caught up on the activities of each family. Timothy glowed when it was obvious that everyone talked about Jeremy and him as a couple, a family.
Towards the end of the meal Luc began to fuss. Jeremy knew the signs, tired and probably a bit hungry. So he quietly asked MC what she wanted him to feed Luc. He told her that she was to stay seated and he would do it. Before she could say anything, he added that he would check the diaper.
So minutes later, everyone was chuckling when they heard Jeremy in a soothing voice tell Luc that he really was a little stinker. The baby let out a string of incomprehensible sound. Walking and talking would be next on his agenda. It was a wonderful sight later when they all looked into the kitchen with Jeremy covered in food and Luc as happy as all babies can be when they are changed, fed and loved.
Pierre took over and they went to the living room for coffee, dessert and after dinner drinks. There was animated conversation around the room.
Jeremy happened to be sitting near Mr. Malenfant who turned to him. "Jeremy, how did you get the name Marchese-Milner. I know that there is Marchese Construction and I believe that there is James Milner who owns the Accountants."
"An interesting story. The dads."
That got a look from Mr. Malenfant. "Can I hear the story?"
"It is no secret that my dads were married just before I started university." Mr. Malenfant nodded yes. "Well they met each other about 6 years ago in September. By the following January, I was 17 almost 18 and going through quite a rough time. Some of it my own doing, some of it not. I was a pretty confused young guy who was doing badly in school and almost worse at home. Mr. Milner was called in to 'straighten me out'. I remember that night so well. I was a surly lout. It is so embarrassing now. I finally talked to him and admitted that I was gay. It turned out that he gave me a whole new outlook on life. Well he and Philipo together."
He described how he acted with Jamie that night. "They turned me around. Got my marks back up. Then my father discovered that I was gay and he assaulted me and my mother. Jamie and Philipo rescued us and took me in. They became ... the dads. They treated me as their son with high expectations but with trust. I had to live up to them. To me, they are still my dads. Always the first people I go to with my failures and triumphs. They are always there for me. So when my mother divorced my father and took her maiden name, I decided to change mine. I am M & M." He stopped thinking. "You know, you would find them very interesting. I think that we should arrange a dinner at our place and you can meet them. They both have a very good reputation in the business community."
Mr. Malenfant looked very thoughtful as Jeremy was talking. "Thank you. A good suggestion. This time I shall make it." He paused as that clearly took a lot of courage for him. "You are an accountant or about to become one. Why accounting?"
"Partly, I was very good in math and like challenges. I learned about forensic accounting and helped solve a case involving one of Philipo's employees the summer before university. I loved it. So that is how I have structured my career. Oh, I do the grunt work of accounting but I plan to specialize on the forensic side. I have now worked with Michael Burtchell on two forensic cases and starting a third. I enjoy the challenge. Dad started up a forensic department in his firm a few years ago and it is doing well. I am going back to find my niche there."
Timothy came striding across the room and pulled up a chair. "What are you two so involved in talking about?"
"I was asking Jeremy about how he has the name Marchese-Milner and what made him go into accounting. Since I m prying, how did you two meet?"
The guys looked at each other grinning broadly. His dad smiled at the two as they were obviously giving each other non verbal messages. There was little shake of Jeremy's head. Finally, Timothy spoke up. "I first met him at Jake's bachelor party. We played euchre together and then at the end of the evening, he couldn't remember my name."
"Hold it. I apologized. I did say that we would talk at the wedding and I would remember your name then and I did."
"True you did but I had to search you out."
"Geez, I was the host. So busy making sure that everything worked for Jake and Marie. I was taking a well earned break." Jeremy made it sound so time consuming and hard work that both father and son were laughing.
Timothy shaking his head in dismay, "You are such a put on. Poor Jeremy doing all the work. And who finally had to summon up his courage and suggest that we go together to that movie that we had been talking about."
"Yeah but you wouldn't even acknowledge that it was a date."
In a voice that any idiot should realize that what he said was true, "I'm a lawyer. Never admit anything that may be held against you or set a precedent."
His father rolled his eyes while laughing. "Stop bickering."
Together, "We aren't bickering!" Laughter all around.
Mr. Malenfant looked over at his wife. "I think that I need a stiff drink. These two are crazy."
MC from across the room. "Wait 'til you have to spend a weekend with them at the chalet!" She shook her head and rolled her eyes.
"Speaking of that, I hope that even with my recent illness that our annual Labour Day weekend is still on."
"Dad ...."
Ignoring his son, "Jeremy, we assume that you will be there if you two don't have something else planned."
There was a very small pause in the conversation. Finally, Timothy looked at his guy and then his father. "Dad ... thank you so much." He smiled to himself as he felt that his eyes might start to water up and he told himself to man up. He did.
As they were all leaving, Jeremy looked at Mr. and Mrs. M. "I suggested a supper at our place soon with you two so that Mr. M can meet the dads. He says that he wants to come. Could we set a date?" A discussion took place and calendars were consulted. It was decided. Jeremy continued. "OK, our place, in two weeks on Saturday night for supper to meet the dads. There is only one little problem. Jamie speaks French but Philipo only speaks Italian ... besides English."
They were in the car driving home. Jeremy was so happy. "What a great lunch and afternoon. Your father is either a very good actor or he has changed a lot of his thinking over the last weeks. I enjoyed him and I have an invitation to the chalet. Damn, no more dirty, hot, sexy weekends in hotels."
"Oh who knows, we could take a day off and go early and stay in one before we go to the chalet."
"We are saving money. I can think of some other ways. Walks in the woods near the chalet, a canoe ride down the lake to a secluded spot."
"You are really are a dirty old man. I like it." He paused looking very emotionally at Jeremy. "I can't believe what just happened."
"You mean that your father accepted the invitation."
"That for sure. No, I mean your words. You gave the invitation for our place, our home. Oh Jeremy, not in my wildest dreams in April and early weeks of May would I have expected hearing those words. Our place."
"It does have a nice ring to it." He simply smiled at his guy. He knew that was not the end of it today. He suspected that there would be a very emotional and passionate response by Timothy when they arrived home.
But first, they had both agreed that they would like to buy rings for each other. It was Timothy that reminded him. "We said that we might look at rings today. The stores in the shopping centre are still open for another hour and a half."
"Good idea. A great way to finish off a great day."
Timothy with a smug little smile, "Oh, I am not suggesting that this will be THE FINISH to a great day." He shrugged and smirked.
Jeremy's only answer was a deep chuckling with his hand running over Timothy's thigh, a very sensitive spot for Timothy. Jeremy could actually see a slight change in size.
"Enough, the rings." He reached over and gave Jeremy a quick peck on the cheek.
"Gentlemen what can I do for you?"
They looked at each other. Jeremy, "I would like to look at rings for my friend."
Timothy not to be outdone. "I would also like to look at rings for my friend."
Smiling at the two. "Gentlemen, you are in luck. We have one of the largest selections of men's rings in the city. But first let us narrow it down a bit. Which metal do you want for the ring's band?"
"Oh," muttered Timothy. "I think that he would like gold or platinum for his ring."
"Timothy that is too much."
Looking archly at him. "That is what I would want."
Smiling slightly, Jeremy responded that it looked as if it would be gold or platinum for both. There was a nice smile from the jeweller.
He pulled out two trays of men's rings in gold and one of platinum. The guys had no idea what they wanted.
"You two look a bit perplexed. Can you give me an idea of what colour stone you would like? Oh and what finger will you be wearing it on."
Another look between the two. It was Jeremy who spoke up. "I want to wear it on the third finger of the right hand. We can always have it sized for another finger if necessary."
Timothy raised his eyebrows in a question. He looked at Jeremy and suddenly smiled, "Oh I get it. Same here."
Timothy finally said that he liked a deep, rich, blue and Jeremy that he liked rich green or red. Within an hour, each had chosen a ring from the selection.
Jeremy asked if they could have a minute together to discuss things.
"Timothy do you want to look elsewhere?"
"You know I have seen a lot of rings in my life and the one that I have chosen is the finest one that I have every seen."
"My reaction is the same but mine is bigger and more expensive."
With a little scowl. "I am not buying on size and cost but what looks good on me and you. I don't care about the comparative price."
Jeremy looked at him thinking. "OK, I have a suggestion. These are worth a lot of money. Let's make a down payment together and put it on our household account and split the cost in two equal amounts. I am certain that one of our banks can have a new card to us very quickly."
"The accountant speaks. If that makes you feel more comfortable as I do about buying the house, a deal."
Then the lawyer took over. "I think that they both have to be sized. I take it that is part of the cost on the sticker price" The salesman knew very quickly from the tone of voice to very quickly agree. "We would like two separate bills of sale but we want to make a down payment together and charge the remainder on our new card when it arrives."
"Gentlemen let me size your fingers and the rings will be ready for pick up next Friday or any time after that. I hope that that will be OK." That meant that they had some fast work to do on Monday getting their new credit card for household purchases. Things were moving quickly.
They arrived home. Today it was Jeremy who was most touched by the day. He could hardly believe how they each had stood firm on some issues and backed off to allow for their partner's wishes on others. He was amazed at his acceptance by Mr. Malenfant. He had been accepted into the family by everyone now.
He looked at his guy. God, he was attractive. The work outs and the training for football had done wonders to his body, his lean athletic body. He had worn shorts and sandals to his parents home. Jeremy could see that his thighs were developing and with the short light brown hair on his legs, he looked spectacular. The hair on his head was a little messed from the breezes and going through fans in doors leading to the shopping centre. He was masculine but had just that bit of boyishness to his face right now. He could see just a light shadow on his face, not quite a five o'clock shadow but just a bit. His shirt clung to his body showing off his slim, well developed frame. He remembered how he had reacted to his father's invitation to the chalet to Jeremy. Timothy had looked so lovingly at him and then just thanked his father simply but sincerely. Jeremy knew that Timothy had been close to tears but had stopped them.
At the jewellery store, he had seen yet again that hidden side of him. Jeremy had worried about price of gold and Timothy said that he would want gold. Jeremy felt so stupid. Of course, this was a ring that they wanted to show to the world and might very well become wedding bands. Then the easy bargaining over the differing price of the two rings. His very graceful way of giving into Jeremy's concern.
All these thought must have flashed through his mind in under a minute. Timothy looked at him and in his usual laconic way. "What? You are thinking something."
Jeremy moved close to him and kissed him lovingly. His fingers were undoing Timothy's shirt. "I was looking at you and realized yet again what a man you are. I see a guy who I find so fucking attractive that I go crazy sometimes. I see a guy who dealt so wonderfully at the jewellery store. I can hardly put into words how happy I am that I have been accepted into your family. We have an invitation to the chalet as a couple. From your father. Come on I want to say so much to you both in words and in actions."
By this time, Timothy's shirt was on the floor. Timothy had his eyes closed as Jeremy's hands and then his tongue roamed over his chest, nipples and stomach. He groaned when Jeremy lightly nipped his nipples. Jeremy was slow and methodical with his tongue, just how Timothy loved it. He was shuddering with the assault on his body.
Timothy finally looked at his partner. With just little bit of shortness of breath, "Let's go somewhere more comfortable. I have some things that I want to say and do as well."
Within minutes, they were laying on the bed naked with arms around each other, kissing slowly and softly. It felt so intimate and loving. Finally, Timothy raised himself up on his side looking at his lover. "Attractive? I think sometimes that you have no idea what you look like to me. I see a magnificent physique with that golden tone to your skin and the lovely hair on your chest and the small treasure trail leading my eyes to a magnificent cock between two of the most incredible thighs covered in short dark hair. If you think that you go crazy, I get erect just looking at you."
With that Timothy, quickly turned around on the bed, stretched out and was licking those thighs and pulling the hair gently so that he could see Jeremy's cock reacting as if there were little shocks going through it. Then his tongue was licking around and around the head and then he suddenly took it in his mouth using his tongue at times and then sucking gently with his mouth. Jeremy moaned loudly when Timothy took him all the way and Jeremy could feel his chin on him.
Timothy felt movement on the bed. He was quick to discover what was happening as Jeremy's mouth surrounded him right to the base. Again by non verbal communication, the two guys felt that mutual attention at the same time, in the same way, was what they wanted that night. So finally, with moans and noises both finished within a minute of each other. Neither swallowed and again saying nothing to the other, they shared with each other. It was one of the closest moments so far in their relationship.
This time it was Timothy who was licking the tears from his lover's eyes.
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If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, my first story, Unexpected Change which has had the most positive comments and one of my other favourites, What a Difference a Year Makes. I have recently reread Introspection and it is worth a read.
Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011
Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011
Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011
Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011
What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011
Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011
Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012
Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012
Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 22, 2012
What a Difference a Year Makes, Nifty, Adult-Friends, September 13, 2012
Discoveries, Nifty, Beginnings, November 1, 2012
Introspection, Nifty, Relationships, August 1, 2013
Bad Boy Series, Nifty, Beginning, January 2, 2014
Unexpected, Nifty, Adult Friends, November 19, 2015